Reunion in France Page #2

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Do you understand that?

I'm ashamed of myself.

You'll get over it.

You've been ashamed before.

Kiss me.

Oh, we must hurry.

- See you later, Mathilde.

- Thank you. Come back again.

Goodbye, Mathilde.

Very elegant trade

you're attracting these days.

Two of my best clients.

He made his money,

she was born to hers.

And that figure...

I don't know how she does it.

You know, if you worked very hard

all this week, you could fly down on Friday.

- I'll try.

- Oh, just this one weekend, Robert.

Even the prime minister isn't that busy.

That's unfortunately true, but Hitler is,

and we are at war with Hitler.

But I'm not at war with anyone.

I'm in love.

Pardon me.

Because of the alarm, the train to Tours

will leave in 30 seconds.

Those not concerned will go immediately

to the station shelter.

All aboard. We leave at once.

- You'd better get aboard.

- Yes.

- Michele.

- Yes, Robert?

Remember every word I say to you now,

as if you had never heard me speak before.

With all my heart, I love you.

I want you never to forget it,

never to doubt it, no matter what.

You speak as if you

weren't going to see me again.

I will see you again.

Mademoiselle, we're leaving.

Mademoiselle, we're moving.

- With this ring, darling...

- I know the rest.

Until Friday, Robert.

I beg your pardon, monsieur.

This was found.

- The one madame was wearing.

- Thank you.

Just a moment.

All persons will proceed

to a shelter at once.

- Yours, monsieur?

- Thank you, yes.

Novel idea. A gas-mask case

without a gas mask.

How typically French.

- How right you are.

- Monsieur.

All clear. All clear.

Nazi army in Luxembourg.

Extra paper. France and Holland rushing

to the defense of Low Countries.

Holland has opened the sea gates.

Holland opened the sea gates.

Holland has opened the sea gates.

Holland has now opened the sea gates.

Hitler invades Belgium and Holland.

Belgian army forced back.

Nazi army in Luxembourg.

Operator, I'd like the new telephone number

of Robert Cortot.

Number 17 Boulevard Suchet.

The old one's been disconnected.

That number can be secured

only in person...

...at the headquarters

of the Secret State Police.

What is your name, please?

- Where to, madame?

- Twelve Rue de Grenelle.

What's happened to the taxicabs?

This time they didn't come back

from the Marne.

Halt.

I haven't got a meter, madame.

Five francs all right?

All right.

What are all these people doing here?

Seems like we're in one of those

coal-allotment bureaus.

It's nothing of the sort.

It's my house, wait.

- Get in line.

- Wait your turn the same as us.

- Take up the end of the line.

- You'll have to wait in line.

Get out of my way.

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